I forget what happens on the Fourth of July Or when the rent is due Dates and deadlines just float by But I always remember you What Colombus set out to discover Isabelle already knew There'll be horizons and skylines and other lovers But I always remember you If I could rearrange history And give it to you as a gift There would be one more movement In Beethoven's fifth Why, oh why, in a land of plenty Some just have to make due At the end of a breadline with just a penny I'll always remember you
